Ryker finishes putting his newly cleaned guns back together. He goes on the net to find some combat armour solutions, feeling like he needs an upgrade from his regular old kevlar enhanced coat. Browsing normal sites, manufacturer ads and some of the proxies to black market sites Ken has left open for his hires, he finds a bunch of options. The most lightweight of the bunch is basically kevlar 2.0 millenium edition. It's a mixture of all kinds of lightweight space age materials that could stop a rifle bullet or two from a distance, and stays effective for pistol rounds even up close. Up close it's not going to stop a rifle bullet, but you can't really expect that from something lightweight enough not to hinder movement and be concealable under normal baggyish clothes. A step up from that is actual combat armour, which comes in vests, helmets, shinpads etc. This will stop anything up to rifle caliber consistently, but it's pretty heavy and bulky. Another step up from this is an armoured exoskeleton. With composite metal plates, it's the ultimate form of personal defence. It's large and build like a tank, meaning that it is big, bulky and not concealable at all. Everything more than this thing and we're talking full on mech suits, which are very much a niche market.
An interesting alternative Ryker stumbles onto on one of the black market sites is optical camouflage. A small device worn on the body that emits an optical field, making the user nearly invisible when standing still. When moving, there is still a bit of a blur. Tiny and very expensive, it seems that this is some leaked development from one of the european think tanks.
While he is doing this searching, Ryker gets a weird feeling that someone is doing something very silly nearby, making the hairs on his neck stand upright. His suspicions are proven correct when Sharp and Yuurei start arguing about Yuurei setting up a lot of kickstarter campaigns for increasingly absurd things, all of which fail to reach their goal and thus don't earn him any money. After a bit of back and forth, Sharp pushes the power button on the tablet, shutting Yuurei off mid)sentence. After a bit, he turns the tablet back on. Yuurei immediately starts hacking Sharp's brain. Before he manages to detect the hacking, Yuurei is in. However, being that he doesn't really have a clear goal in mind, he resorts to just randomly fucking around, flooding Sharp's vision with pictures of cats and making his new robotic arm do the sieg heil over and over.
If anyone were to snap a picture of Ryker's face right now, he would certainly win some kind of photography prize for most unusual facial expression caught on camera.
Meanwhile, in the virtual conference room, Ken states his price to the representative. Without any visible hesitation, the representative answers.
"We will pay you 430,000, with an extra 20,000 once the testing runs are completed and the wares are confirmed to be in working condition. If you agree, enter your account here and deliver the goods to the adress we gave you as soon as possible."
A window to enter the bank account materializes and floats to Ken's right hand side at eye height.
((Notes: Market prices fluctuate wildly, depending on the state of things and on the dealer. There's really no set amount, certainly not in a place like this. Also, one credit is worth about slightly less than a current day dollar, to give you an idea.